A straight line
A narrow road
I guess that is what we consider life
Constantly stumbling of past mysteries
Only to be left deceived
It seems so strange to me that there is an arrow in life
One that considers choices off of what is wrong and right
Although pulled in a straight line
It curves once its free to fly
To be one with the sir it cuts through
Even if it's for a second of time
An arrow is so free to be what it wants to be
The expectations are not high
Everyone around just wants to see it glide
To hit the target in record time
Oh, how to be free from an empty eternity
A life full of stress what ifs and if onlys
An arrow is so free to live in bliss and glee
Thin and flexible but with a sharp blade
Not a frightening tool unless its blades catches skin
Then that's when the worry will set in
A worry-free life
Where expectations can be paralyzed
To maneuver so freely and find a new trajectory
Arow be mine
Show me the ways of life
The ways that you live by
Show me how to ricochet
Live a life so timelessly
To be someone that finds peace in a battle scene
Please be mine and show me your ways
Arrow be mine and stay by my side
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Pain and Serenity
PoetryA compilation of poems that reveal the dark thoughts that consume people. Thoughts that are never voiced. Antagonizing thoughts that consume a person that make them self-destructive. A mixture of emotional, mental, and physical conflicts that occu...
